Destiny with certainty

Destiny with certainty – for the tyrant only     

                                                                                                 

Fair or unfair ?

It’s just a question tragic

Many a mother’s broken hearts      leak blood on the battlefield

With me or against me ?

It’s a question rhetorical

Would humanity sound cliché too ?!

These questions are never answered

These puzzles never solved

Nothing is for sure in this life

How can you be so sure ?

Getting away with underestimating destiny !

But rest not assured tyrant

For your might shall bestow 

Only thing certain is death    you will find out  too little too late

And  the knowledge won’t be of any use

















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